The Shore

We buried the dead
under the truce of a white flag
ten thousand miles from the shore,
wounds filled with foreign soil,
youth stolen from them all.

In trenches of truth
we piled pals
hundreds deep to the wall;
humanity buried
beneath lime and lies
on a scale like never before.

© Copyright D. Archer October 2011

2 thoughts on “The Shore

  1. dans sa phrase les points par d'autres ponctuations ( laisse ton imagination les choisir ) et tu l'as ta phrase lo¨gue…sourire…AprÃns avoir eu un plaisir de lecture immense avec "Nos cheveux blanchiront avec nos yeux"…nul doute que je lirais bientôt celui-ci…Amicales pensées du matin Clara….;-)Jack

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